A Certain Magical Index: Fiamma SS
by AeonOfHorus
Summary: Fiamma backstory fanfic. Fiamma is a young 14 year old boy who possesses the power of an Archangel. In the heart of Rome, the Vatican is under threat with the emergence of pagan magicians who follow the religion of the Ancient Romans. In order to take over the Church for himself Fiamma must find the snake lurking within the Vatican and crush him.
1. Prologue

Fiamma SS Prologue

The fierce Siberian snowstorm masked the scenery in a veil of murky white as three silhouettes navigated their way to safety. One of the figures had a severed arm but the bleeding had mysteriously ceased despite it being a fresh wound. He was a young man with fiery red hair and was being carried in a piggy-back style by a very strong woman wearing a strange-old fashioned maid costume. The young man had lost everything, but with these two strangers he found a new purpose. He wanted to save the world itself, but was shown how wrong he truly was by a normal highschool boy. The man named Fiamma of the Right contemplated the steps he took to get so far. Was it worth it? Ever since he was an infant he had an incredible power, an almost invincible power, and yet it was not never enough. It was certainly a humbling experience. A man destined to be the messiah of the world was shown that the world is not as simple as it may appear. Fiamma closed his eyes as he drowsily dreamt of his past. When he rose to become the secret leader of the Roman Catholic Church.

Rome is certainly one of the most beautiful cities in the world, with the classical architecture, culture, food and drink, and of course its incredible history. It seems strange that within that city belongs a second city, as well as a state considered separate from Italy. That state is the Vatican, the centre of Catholicism. However even before the Vatican and the rise of Christianity in Rome, paganism was the main religion and Christians were persecuted and executed by the Romans. Christianity was later accepted by Saint Constantine and introduced Christianity as the main religion of the Roman Empire. In the modern day it is often ironic how the hunter becomes the hunted. Deep underground the city of Rome lies ancient tunnels built by the Romans, they were designed to provide fresh water to the citizens of Rome and truly were a marvel of technology at the time. One tunnel led to an enclosed dark room, it was filled with icons of saints, gold and crucifixes hanging on the walls. Hooded figures wearing ceremonial robes swarmed every direction surrounding a golden throne. The throne itself had images of doves carved into it, representing the holy spirit. A young boy of about 14 years of age sat on that throne. His real name was unknown, he was simply called "Fiamma" meaning flame. He sat with a delightful smirk on his face as a woman in her twenties was brought to him by the hooded priests. The woman had dark hair and wore a light gown and her hair was covered and without footwear, she was a priestess but not of Christianity.

"Your clothing is quite interesting. I recognise it from the statues across the city, you are a follower of Vesta aren't you? I can't believe the old gods still receive blessings. You must be of the Aeon of Isis according to Crowley."

Fiamma gazed at her with his golden eyes that shone like the will of God. The woman seemed to be in pain as she tried to struggle to escape, however she stopped and looked at Fiamma while heavily breathing. "You…. can't be real… there's no way I believe in you! Jupiter shall strike you down!" she said desperately.

Fiamma laughed, "So you have heard of me. Looks like the Vatican's secrets have spread even to pagans like yourself. As much as I would like to reveal myself to the world in all my glory, I am not ready for it yet. Therefore, I'm afraid I will have to crush your cult with my own. Behold the power of Michael!"

Fiamma reached out to her fiercely. The hooded priests began chanting as a deformed giant hand appeared from Fiamma's right shoulder. The woman who was known as a Vestal Virgin widened her eyes with her mouth agape as she witnessed this divine miracle. Fiamma closed his eyes.

"Although, it would be a waste to kill you" Fiamma lowered his right arm and the giant hand disappeared.

"This proves there is a worm leaking top secret information in the Vatican to other magic cabals in the city. This is truly quite amusing. You are the only lead I have so far so you're going to have to help me find them. However, if you try to betray me your life will be extinguished. What is your name virgin?" Fiamma jeered.

The woman was released by the priests although they were ready to use magic to attack her at any moment.

"I am Claudiana of the Vestal Virgins….. You are right about nearly everything. However, the followers of Vespa do not know the identity of the man known as Augustus… it is certainly an alias… I swear I'm telling the truth! Please spare my life!"

She fell to her knees as she begged. A satisfying moment for the boy who wielded the power of an Archangel. He nodded.

"Hmm. It can't be a coincidence either that the new Pope will be named in the coming days….. We will head to the Vatican. It's been such a long time since I visited, I hope those out of touch cardinals are ready for my presence."


	2. Chapter 1

**Chap 1**

**Part 1**

On the surface of the city of Rome at night the night was illuminated by the lights of the city like diamonds and St Peter's Basilica was the jewel that stood out the most. However, Rome was not always as safe a place as it seemed. Down a dark alley street sat a grotesque man on the dirty streets. No one would have suspected this man was in fact a cardinal of the Vatican. He wore dirty clothes but this was likely just a disguise, his teeth were pointed like a shark's and had emerald green hair like a punk. He was truly an anomaly within the society of the Vatican. Fiamma emerged suddenly and approached the man.

"I'm surprised you came."

"Likewise." Fiamma replied.

The unusual man smiled wickedly. "Things aren't the same without you. I remember when you were discovered by some nuns and presented to the Vatican like a show-pony. They didn't know whether to worship you or call it an act of the devil, it was truly a bizarre test of faith! And now you want to go back in despite what they did to you? Don't tell me you want to become the Pope!" the man cackled like a fat goblin.

Fiamma rolled his eyes. "Enough Lorenzo. I just need any information about a man who goes by 'Augustus', do you know of him? Whoever he is, he appears to want me dead and is trying to mobilise the enemies of the cross against me!"

Lorenzo the cardinal, laughed. "You have the invincible Holy Right and yet you still fear the possibility of a threat? Your power truly does have limits. I guess the rumours that you surround yourself with cultists of Michael are true. I still can't believe the pagans found some magic to counteract the cross of St Peter!"

Fiamma's heart jumped. While the Holy Right gave him the ability to defeat any opponent effortlessly, only he knew the limitations it had. His power was not infinite, he had a number of stocks and if that happened to run out he would truly be powerless. Fiamma could not use normal spells either since he possessed this godly power.

"Watch your tongue! I need your help to find him and stop whatever he is plotting. If he is truly a pagan it could mean the demise of the Catholic Church itself if he plans to usurp it".

"I'm surprised you care what happens, after all they did to you. Anyway what is in it for me if I help?"

"I think my influence has grown enough now since I left the Vatican, I plan to place it in the palm of my Holy Right. The Church does nothing to benefit the world other than maintaining order. It has grown weak while Academy City, the Anglicans, Russians and pagans grow stronger. We have one billion followers and yet the world still suffers. I have seen the cruelty of others, even those within the faith itself. I will use the Vatican to find a way to purify this world, this is my destiny! The destiny of the second Christ!" Fiamma exclaimed as he raised his right hand toward the heavens. "As for you, I will give you full access to the Vatican's library. I believe whatever secrets are hidden there would be valuable to both of us."

Only the Pope and his most trusted librarians had access to the library, it contained thousands of grimoire originals which were toxic to read for humans, although ways were developed to decipher them such as the young Index Librorum Prohibitorum. Since there was no current Pope, Matthai Reese had been placed in charge of its management until a new Pope was chosen. Fiamma had read some books during his stay at the Vatican, so he had knowledge most magicians wouldn't have. However, those were only books he was permitted to read, he had barely scratched the surface.

"A tempting offer that I will accept. None of the new candidates for Pope are interesting enough, they are all fools in their own regard. But you Fiamma, I see ambition in your eyes. I will be of assistance." Lorenzo smiled with his razor teeth on full display.

"I know for a fact Reese is hiding something valuable within the library. If we find it, I'm sure it will be able to benefit us both."

"Hmm? You want to create a new order within the Church? That would be quite messy."

"Perhaps."

Lorenzo had an almost evil looking smile on his face. He was one of the few who admired Fiamma and did not fear him. They soon parted ways in the dark street as they both prepared to make their next move.

**Part 2**

In the Vatican there was a large room where all the cardinals gathered sat at a giant round table, they were here to discuss the candidates who would be the newly elected Pope. The previous Pope had died of old age and so these men who had devoted themselves to the faith must decide who will follow in the footsteps of Peter (the first Pope and disciple of Christ). The room was one of the most extravagant in the Vatican, rivaling the Sistine Chapel, with artwork depicting the events of the New Testament littered across the walls.

"How can you elect someone who does not wish to be Pontiff?! Brothers! Reese may have considerable experience and his piety is exceptional, however is it wise to force this upon him?" an old man with short grey hair known as Pietro Yogdis addressed the others which caused muttering amongst the holy men.

The man in question, Matthai Reese had has eyes closed and let out a sigh as he listened to those around him mutter his name in debate. He did not speak a word, he was truly silent. He certainly appeared to be a wise holy man with his grey beard and cross which hung from his neck. He did not like the idea of being ranked higher than the others in the room, in that regard, he was humble. He was arguably the strongest magician amongst the cardinals too.

"We can all agree that Brother Reese's conviction to the faith is undisputed. I know he would bring honour to the role, I know of no better man to figurehead the faith!" one cardinal stood up from his chair and shouted. This caused the majority of them to nod their heads and shout in agreement.

Pietro Yogdis clicked his tongue as he clenched his fist, anyone who saw that would judge him as power-hungry. It was evident to him that he would lose the election to Reese, which felt truly insulting losing to a man who did not even want the position while Yogdis dreamed to claim it.

Suddenly, an ugly looking man who looked like he should never belong in a holy place stormed through the door. The cardinal known as Lorenzo was fashionably late which resulted in stares from every corner of the room. Overall Lorenzo was not a very popular man in the Vatican, this was due to his mannerisms which were not fit of a cardinal, no one in the church knew why the previous Pope didn't banish him entirely.

Matthai Reese, the man who was a symbol of purity, finally spoke, "What time do you call this Lorenzo? It is an insult to the lord himself to be unpunctual."

Lorenzo chuckled and smiled with his sinister grin as he gazed upon Reese, "Brother, I had some important matters to attend, please forgive me. I do have some rather important news. Fiamma is returning home….."

The room became deathly silent and then erupted into discussion as worried faces feared the worst. Yes, those powerful magicians all feared that 14 year old boy.

Yogdis shouted the loudest in fear, "We should have severed his arm when we had the chance! A wrathful child like him is unfit to wield the Holy Right! He will destroy the Vatican himself, oh save us lord almighty!"

The situation was made worse by Yogdis' remarks, however Reese grabbed the staff lying beside him and slammed it to the ground. The powerful slam quietened the room. Lorenzo thought this was all quite entertaining.

"Enough! Let him continue what he has to say. Fiamma might not be here to declare war, is there more to your story Lorenzo?"

"Ohoho…. Cardinal Yogdis always predicts the worse case scenario, heheh. There is more news brother. I'm sure you are all aware of the rise in pagan cabals in Rome that somehow found a way to bypass the effects of St Peter's Cross. Somehow, information about Fiamma reached these cabals. Fiamma believes a heathen is amongst us. The question is, who could it possibly be? I'll try not to worry you all but even I don't know what Fiamma will do when he gets here."

Muttering began and eyes darted.

Pietro Yogdis clicked his tongue, "And how do you know all this? Are you working with that monster Lorenzo?! And how do you know his word is the truth? This is probably his way of sabotaging the election!"

Lorenzo laughed, "You seem quite defensive when I mentioned there is a traitor here. But I suppose it's not out of character for you. But to doubt my loyalty to the church is quite insulting. Lets handle this like grown men shall we?"

Reese sat there and observed the faces around him. He thought to himself what Lorenzo's plan was by telling the possible traitor that Fiamma is coming. Perhaps, it was a way to make the culprit panic and make a hasty decision….

**Part 3**

"Is it wise to simply storm into the Vatican like this…? I mean surely a surprise attack would be more suited…" The dark haired Claudiana stood next to Fiamma as they made their way into the iconic St Peter's Square, and the Basilica awaited them. They were surrounded by tourists who were staring at them as it was now daytime.

"When I want something I simply take it. This is the optimal plan. Usually the Vatican employs a barrier which prevents enemy magicians from entering, but since I once stayed here I know how to bypass the barrier. The worm inside also must know it too. The guards around here will be using a people clearing field soon to remove the bystanders. This will be entertaining."

As Fiamma predicted, the tourists simultaneously exited the square leaving Fiamma and Claudiana surrounded by priests and nuns wielding staffs and other spiritual items. They were heavily outnumbered as the priests and nuns circled them. There was no escape route.

"Surrender now both of you! You will be coming with us to the dungeons!" a priest shouted.

Few knew that the Vatican had dungeons but it was mainly to keep enemy magicians that had been captured, similar to how the Tower of London operated for Necessarius.

"Show me what you can do virgin." Fiamma said nonchalantly.

Claudiana blushed. "Can you stop referring to me like that?!"

The priests and nuns were somewhat puzzled by that interaction but it worked in Claudiana's favour. Claudiana pulled out what seemed to be an ancient cooking pot from her robes. She held it in front of her large chest.

"Vesta, Goddess of the Hearth, protector of the home, as long as Rome stands your eternal flame shall protect us! This square is now the home of the Romans! Unleash the Sacred Fire!" her emerald eyes sparked hints of crimson and amber.

Fierce flames appeared like a barrier around Fiamma and Claudiana. The flames rapidly accelerated to the enemies around them which drove them into panic. Those who knew water spells attempted to fight the fire but the Sacred Flame of Vesta was too powerful. Fiamma saw that his cultists were quite lucky to have caught Claudiana before she could unleash this monstrous attack.

"Not bad." Fiamma teleported outside of the thick flame barrier, he could move in any horizontal path. The arm of Michael appeared above his shoulder as he struck down all the remaining magicians. They had both made efforts not to kill anyone.

"Why did someone like you spare their lives? Claudiana asked.

"I plan to take over the Catholic Church, there is no point of weakening it by causing a massacre. Ironically, my power is strengthened by the malice in the world. Considering how powerful it is, perhaps a great change is needed in order to save this world from self destruction." He saw himself as a messiah. He was willing to increase the malice in the world to make it easier for him to wipe out, but now was not the time or place.

A young nun crawled her way slowly towards Fiamma. She was the only one out of the defeated magicians who was conscious. She was in serious pain as her face was covered in blood. Notably she had piercings all over her face, despite this she was quite good looking without them.

She spoke up to Fiamma, "I….. will stop you…".

Fiamma smirked, "Oh? Come and find me once you are ready. That's if you're so eager to die so pitifully".

**Part 4**

Fiamma and Claudiana had entered the Basilica, the stunning interior surrounded them, but for Fiamma this place gave him mixed feelings. There was one man who stood before them, the man who would likely be the next Pope. Matthai Reese had no guards or fellow magicians beside him meaning he was completely vulnerable.

"Please end this meaningless violence at once! And you dare bring a pagan here considering the circumstances!" he shouted.

Claudiana rolled her eyes but decided to let Fiamma do the talking. She did not lower her guard and raised her pot which could unleash flames that could easily burn down the entire basilica.

Fiamma replied with a smirk, "Well when the Vatican guards try to put me in chains again you can surely understand my reaction. I'm not here to do anything foolish, it's in both our interests to work together to find the root of heresy lurking within the church. So will you not help me? My Holy Right may be powerful but tasks like this are more difficult.".

The Pope was hesitant when thinking about working with that young yet cunning boy. He knew the dangers of letting someone like that close to what he wished to protect. Although the Vatican had been unaware there was an intruder within and this was a very serious problem, Reese wanted the church to deal with its own internal affairs. Fiamma was no longer a part of the church and would be a dangerous ally to side with. However, in Reese's position what little choice did he have? If he refused Fiamma with the power that he had, it would likely cause destruction to the church itself.

"Fiamma, promise me you will embody what that power represents."

Fiamma's expression changed to a dull one. Reese placed a hand on Fiamma's shoulder as he embraced him with the kindness you would expect from a preacher.

"When you were first presented to us by the sisters whom raised you, some believed you would bring peace to this world, others believed would bring war. I believe you have the power of Michael to cleanse the evil from this world. Do not become something that contradicts your nature."

"Hmph, you old men have always looked down upon me, but soon I believe that will change. I will route out this rat that you senile fools are incapable of finding. Claudiana here is my personal guide to finding him, I know she will be quite useful."

Fiamma and Claudiana walked past him to a grand and elegant staircase.

Reese continued but did not turn to face them, "Before you go, what are you and Lorenzo plotting?"

Fiamma smirked, "Patience."

That was all he said as they continued upwards into the basilica. That was all it took to end their conversation. Reese accepted Fiamma's inner nature as he let him proceed.

"Fiamma, I will be able to detect which one of the magicians is Augustus, everyone who is not under the spell of St Peter's Cross such as myself can recognise who is immune to the effects. Once we get to the cardinals chamber we will be ready to fight."

"Oh? I do find it silly how they rely on such a spiritual item to keep control of the masses, I heard that someone is even constructing a replica with the same effects. It cannot be very effective if someone has found a method to bypass it. Although, I do think you seem a bit too optimistic working for me. Do you want me to succeed that much? Betraying your own religion and cabal like this I thought you would be more hesitant ..."

"In a way…. I may have been controlled to become a pagan, I was a loyal Christian before this happened and suddenly I stumbled across the temple of Vesta…. And met the other Vestal Virgins there…. And before I knew it, I was one of them! I just want to get to the bottom of this!"

"Hmm understandable. But surely if we resolve this and fix the cross you will be controlled again anyway?"

"You will help me won't you Fiamma? Isn't it said in the gospel that God gave us all free will? If so why is the church working against that?"

Fiamma found that question very amusing. "Are you ignorant of the history of the Vatican? I thought someone your age would have at least some idea. Have you ever heard of indulgences? Hundreds of years ago the church accepted indulgences from members of the public, a sum of money that would mean their stay in purgatory would be shortened, making their journey to heaven sooner. This corruption and hypocrisy of the core Biblical themes is hardly anything new. The crusades too is a good example, thou shall not kill doesn't matter when apparently you can become redeemed afterwards."

Claudiana brought her finger to her lips as she thought, "I suppose you are correct. You want to change things though right? That man kept saying you are destined to save the world, perhaps freeing man-kind is the way to achieve it."

Fiamma paused. He did not know how to answer that question.

"People treat me much older than I actually am… I know I am intelligent for my age and I was born with this divine power….. But even I do not have all the answers..."

It was the first time she had seen weakness within Fiamma. She knew he had a troubled past but that almighty child before her now seemed vulnerable. In his golden eyes it showed great ambition but also great anxiety.

Claudiana placed a hand on Fiamma's shoulder and smiled warmly. "Don't worry Fiamma. I will try and help you save the world. You do not have to carry this burden on your own you know."

Fiamma looked at her and felt warm inside. He felt as if he had this sensation before, but he could not recall from where. He only thought of using others as pawns or tools, like how he formed a cult completely loyal to him. Fiamma did not trust others so he quickly tried to ignore his inner feelings.

"Yes, you will be useful. Now we are approaching the inner chamber. Stay alert."

**Part 5**

Fiamma and Claudiana hurried down the long corridor to where the cardinals' quarters were located. However, there seemed to be something wrong even inside the Vatican. The chaos was not caused by the attack of Fiamma and Claudiana. Cardinals were fleeing the quarters in complete distress and panic from whatever they were fleeing from. They did not even notice Fiamma who would have probably caused them to faint if they did.

"Has Augustus made his move?! But why now?" Claudiana shouted.

"It doesn't matter for now. It has made my life a lot easier."

"Why I can't sense him…?"

The two of them entered the quarters and Fiamma saw that green haired man known as Lorenzo he was injured as he was limping slowly and his right arm was bleeding heavily.

"Tch, that bastard got me… He's retreated to the library. I am quite annoyed that I will have to perform a healing ritual."

"I will deal with him now." Fiamma nodded and replied.

Fiamma did not care about Lorenzo's wellbeing, while he was a useful ally Fiamma did see him as replaceable. Claudiana felt motivated to stay but Fiamma grabbed her hand.

"We will head there now, there is an open path to the library with my power. We must hurry before he starts whatever he is planning."

Fiamma and Claudiana teleported. Fiamma could move in any horizontal path, luckily Fiamma knew the whereabouts of the library during the time he stayed in the Vatican so it was easy for him to pursue Augustus. They instantly appeared in the Vatican Library. The Library itself was gigantic full of bookshelves full of deadly grimoires and regular books, the golden extravagant decorations seemed omnipresent in the Vatican. In front of Fiamma was a cloaked priest in red and white robes facing a bookshelf with a grimoire in his hand. Fiamma wanted to be certain this was the man known as Augustus.

"It's him Fiamma! Finish him!" Claudiana exclaimed as she grabbed her spiritual item.

Fiamma immediately launched a sword of light from his Holy Right. Fiamma could defeat someone regardless of their power or strength, but he did not want to kill Augustus, he had plenty of questions to ask him. The hooded figure immediately turned around and Fiamma's sword of light hit the indestructible grimoire he was holding. Even someone of Fiamma's power could not destroy an original grimoire. Fiamma was more surprised the man reacted to his attack, his face was filled with shock. This man known as Augustus had made nearly all the cardinals of the Vatican flee and had even defeated Lorenzo, he was certainly very powerful.

The impact of the sword hitting the grimoire caused the man's hood to fall down revealing Pietro Yogdis' face. Fiamma was completely puzzled.

"I suppose I no longer have any need for this disguise."

The man's appearance and face completely changed as it dissolved like mist. He was a man in his late thirties with short blonde hair, his clothes changed to something that looked like a Roman general with a bronze breastplate depicting epic battles of gods and a red tunic underneath it. He also wore a leather military type skirt seen in classical warfare and sandals. He glowed with magnificence, a similar aura to what Fiamma possesed.

"I already have the grimoire I need. It was nice to meet you though, bastard of Michael." the man known as Augustus had a stern expression and his eyes held a ruthless look.

Fiamma launched an energy attack, Claudiana was more hesitant as she was fearful of burning the library with her giant flame barrier. Fiamma's attacks were guaranteed to defeat the target, and they could not miss as long as Fiamma wished it. That was why Fiamma was so feared and invincible, the speed and power of his opponents did not matter as the Holy Right would outperform his opponent. The Holy Right would always strike first.

The attack landed a solid hit on Augustus. However, he stood there unscathed. Fiamma and Claudiana could not believe it.

"Your Holy Right is powerful but I already made the preparations to defeat you. I am a descendent of Apollo and thus I can turn myself into light, I am no longer a solid object. I'm afraid I do not have time to chat to you, but soon all of Rome will fall to my absolute dominance. Here is a parting gift for you."

A bow and arrow made of light appeared in his hand with a black arrow ready to be launched. His movements were so fast that neither Fiamma nor Claudiana could react. The arrow was fired with vicious power, speed and accuracy. It headed straight for Fiamma's heart. However, Fiamma did not need to react to that arrow that surpassed the sound barrier, his Holy Right would react and move for him. The giant deformed hand shielded Fiamma and the arrow pierced into the hand. Normally the Holy Right would launch a counter strike to any targets who dared to attack Fiamma, however nothing of the sort happened. The arrow was absorbed into the Holy Right, however it started to turn darker and small cracks appeared.

Fiamma noticed this change to his Holy Right.

"What is this!?" Fiamma shouted angrily and looked in distress as he saw the Holy Right.

"He's gone…" Claudiana murmured.

She was right. Fiamma looked and he had vanished with whatever grimoire he had stolen. What was he planning to do with that book? Fiamma was young and inexperienced when it came to magic he was unfamiliar with, but he still had some basic knowledge from the books he read from this very library. Fiamma thought to himself, the arrow looked like it had injected some disease into the Holy Right. Fiamma did not know how this was possible. He gritted his teeth with rage. The undefeated child was utterly humiliated by that pagan.

**Between the Lines**

14 years ago in a small Italian town there was a monastery on the outskirts. It housed young orphans who were given food, shelter and taught the teachings of god by sisters. One of them was a baby with red hair. Two sisters were discussing the baby boy who was currently sleeping next to other infants.

"That boy is either cursed or blessed. I still can't believe his mother was a devout Catholic and yet gave birth before marriage."

"I have heard rumours that she disappeared ever since he was taken away from her."

"We must look after him regardless, I just hope he is not cursed. Could you imagine if it spread to the other children?"

"Did you hear about the other rumour about that infant?"

"Which rumour?"

"I heard that the mother was from quite a prestigious family. They even had contacts from higher ups at the Vatican. Apparently one such contact protected her and gave her a blessing from a spiritual item that had never been used before. Although she was quickly found when she ventured outside. I heard people were even plotting to kill the infant but somehow he survived….. As if a miracle happened."

"Then perhaps it is the lord's will. All children carry original sin until baptism, but they should never share the sin of their parents."

The two nuns looked at the sleeping baby boy and took turns to wish him goodnight and kiss his forehead. They soon learned that he was no ordinary child. He was destined to save the world, and he would do so by cleansing the world of all sin.


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